Vivian: I say we make it look like we're going to pay the guy, but we give him a chest filled with dirt to distract him so that I may use my bow and kill him. Then, while they're disorganized by the loss of their leader, we escape.

Conroy: Agreed. I can stick an arrow in a chicken from 50 yards. I'll do it.Gordon: *sighs* Well, I'd hoped we could do this without killing, but-wait. Won't he look inside the chest while still in blast-radius of us?

Gordon: *sighs* Okay fine. Let's just get this over with.(up on the deck, Gordon stands at a distance from Creepbeard, puts a chest on the floor, and slides it over to him)Gordon: It's all there. 500 cursed gold pieces.

Vivian: Release us from that grapple hook too.Creepbeard: Aye, very well.He looks up at his ship and shouts.Creepbeard: Men! Release the grappling hook!!A faint chorus of "aye sirs" can be briefly heard before the grappling hook releases its hold on the Lady Elaine. Creepbeard then turns back to the chest and opens it.Creepbeard: What is th-?Vivian: Now!!Vivian draws an arrow and shoots it right at Creepbeard only for the endermen to shoot forward and use the dirt blocks they were holding to grab her's and Conroy's shots. Before either can fire off a second shot, the third enderman grabs the pirate captain and teleports away with the other two back onto the Griefer.Vivian: Gordon, take this ship to one of the engines. Before they have a chance to do anything!

Gordon: *racing to the helm* Y'know maybe we should have put something shiny and yellow just at the top layer in the chest, so he thought it would be gold, but then we'd carry on with our plan once he'd get back to his ship. Who'd have thought that's what that dirt was for? *grabs the wheel, and steers the ship toward the Griefer*

As the Lady Elaine approaches the massive ship, Vivian aims an arrow with several sticks of TNT strapped to it at one of the engines and fires it. The results were immediate as the whole engine explodes in a ball of fire, followed by a second engine as she fires again.Vivian: Get us out of here, now! Before they fire that grapple cannon!

Gordon: *sighs exasperatedly, and cranks the wheel to turn the ship away* Aye, aye, "captain". (later that evening, just above the cloudline)Conroy: Y'know I'm not really used to being up this high...Gordon: But you are used to BEING high. I've seen what you do with mushrooms.

Vivian sighs as she looks at the horizon, scanning for any signs of that ship. Satisfied with no sighting of it, she goes back to where the others are.Vivian: I'm just glad that plan of ours worked... So where should we head next? Some place where we can get supplies to add some weapons to the ship?

Gordon: No weapons! I hate weapons. I don't want to go around shooting every life form we see. Conroy: *currently trying to snipe a chicken with his arrow, but stops when he hears Gordon* What? Why not?

Gordon: Maybe we can buy some from the next village we see? Anyone got any emeralds?

~elsewhere~(a Witch, sitting alone in her swampy hut, is mixing a vile concoction in her cauldron. She's also making potions. HEYOOOO!)witch: That Conroy Jenkins....thinks he can steal my things! Fool! Liar! Thief! I'll find him...I can smell his stench from entire lands away.... I'll get him! He will be mine! I will...do...things to him...too much salt. *pours some water into her cauldron*

--END EPISODE 1--

-- Episode 2: Economics 101--

(the crew are sailing over an arid desert, ever-so-slowly drifting downwards toward the sands)Conroy: nuff.....four days in this bloody desert...and now we're out of food and water! I'm so thirsty...Gordon: Please stop talking about it...

Gordon: Oh, that's normal. We're just descending because the air around us is very, very warm, so it's beginning to match the inside of the balloon.Conroy: Wah? Gordon: Warm air rises, friend. This is completely normal, and fine.Conroy: But...then we'd be groundedGordon: ............Conroy: We're going to die out here, aren't we?

Gordon: But there's nothing to crash into here! It's all just cushy, soft sand. (the crew hears a crashing sound, and the ship stops with a sudden jolt)Gordon: Um.......that didn't sound like sand...*peers over the edge, and sees that the ship caught on one of the towers of a desert temple, half-buried in the sands*